Sherman League Anthems

Lyrics

[Intro: The League’s Story]
Welcome to the Sherman Fantasy Football League, where the shit gets real,
If you’re not ready for battle, then you better fuckin’ kneel.
Tallon took year one, Danny snatched year two,
But this season, motherfuckers, we’re comin’ for you.

Rod, Eric, and Jack couldn’t handle the grind,
But the rest of us? We’re the baddest you’ll find.
Sherman Fantasy Football League, where legends are born,
Step up or get wrecked, it’s your ass that we’ll mourn.

[Chorus: Bonedawg’s Anthem]
Bonedawg’s the man, runnin’ this fuckin’ show,
Buffalo’s finest, everyone knows.
Fat girls love him, milfs can’t resist,
He’s the Commissioner, king of this shit, and he won’t ever quit.

[Verse 1: The League’s Veterans]
Colin from Rochester, where the bodies drop fast,
Murder capital king, ready to outlast.
Gerald’s in Greenwood, flyin’ with the birds,
But in this fuckin’ league, he’s changin’ up the words.

Tallon from Sumpter, with that Clemson pride,
Citadel-made, he’s takin’ it in stride.
Hass from the Citadel, slingin’ that rope,
In this fuckin’ league, he’s takin’ you to the slope.

[Verse 2: The Newcomers & The Steady Hand]
Jacob in Raleigh, never late to the game,
On draft day, he’s ready to bring the fuckin’ pain.
Danny from Charlotte, cuttin’ through the rest,
His fantasy game’s sharp, he’s playin’ his best.

Isaac’s the quiet storm, deadly but calm,
New to the game, but ready to drop bombs.
Nick’s the straight shooter, no filter in sight,
He’ll tell Gerald straight up, “Man, your team’s fuckin’ shite.”

[Verse 3: The Rest of the Crew & Ramon]
Evan’s been grindin’, mockin’ each draft,
He’s got his eye on the prize, no room for a laugh.
Ready to take on the league, no holdin’ back,
This season, he’s comin’, and he’s on the attack.

Josh in the Mustang, ridin’ with pride,
Might be a Swifty, but he’s down for the ride.
Ramon’s got clarity, his game’s on lock,
Brings peace to the mind, but on draft day, he’ll rock.

In this fuckin’ league, he’s holdin’ it down,
Sherman Fantasy Football League, where the real ones are found.

[Chorus: Bonedawg’s Anthem]
Bonedawg’s the man, runnin’ this fuckin’ show,
Buffalo’s finest, everyone knows.
Fat girls love him, milfs can’t resist,
He’s the Commissioner, king of this shit, and he won’t ever quit.

[Outro: The Sherman League Forever]
This is Sherman Fantasy Football League, where the best take flight,
Where the strong rise up, and we play all night.
Here’s to the season, the glory, the score,
May the best man win, and we’ll be back for more.